I’ll admit that I’m a pretty high strung person at the best of times. I normally just describe myself as vibrating at a very high frequency – my normal is someone else’s crazy. However, this whole move thing has been pushing my buttons and sending my nerves into high alert. The last thing I needed to do was make it worse!
After a wonderful weekend attending a wedding with Korean in small town Ontario, I returned to the apartment and set right into packing mode. I flicked on the TV to have some background noise, and started to watch an episode of Hoarders – and then two more episodes since it was a marathon stretch before the new season premier. As it turns out, this is a terrible combination of events!
During this three hour stretch my chest was getting tight, I was developing short breath and my packing was becoming erratic and unorganized – not my usual M.O. I guess watching people with serious hoarding issues, that have to walk around piles of ‘stuff’ that has essentially turned their house into a maze while trying to pack up a lifetime worth of stuff and navigating through your own maze of full/empty boxes is maybe not so good for the psyche. I actually had to give myself a time out. I’m sure my heart rate was abnormally high, and I appeared both flushed and clammy. After some quick Wikipedia research, it appears as though I was in the beginning stages of a Panic attack. Awesome.
Once I realized where my anxiety was coming from (not my own apartment or packing tasks, as this is pretty well under control), I flicked the channel to watch Knocked Up, took a ten minute breather and could feel my mind centring. I find it quite funny thinking about how beside myself I was, and how frenetic my actions would have seemed to a casual observer. I clearly shouldn’t watch Hoarders ever again – especially when my life is in complete disarray!
Nancy in overdrive is a scary thought!